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It seems every time I find myself I end up losing everyone else.

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The sexiest thing he could ever wear is the lip gloss off my lips.

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I’m like your shoelace; let me loose and I’ll have you trippin.

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There ain’t nothing wrong with a girl who loves to go crazy for a hell of a good time.

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Always stayin lady like but still actin crazy like.

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Everyone has a wild side. I just prefer to make mine very public.

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I can stand on one foot. I say that makes me pretty gangster.

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She’ll flip on ya. Call her Miss Sidekick.

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Ballin – (lat) adj. the act of being fly

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Your Shady hat: $30. Your Ecko jeans: $65. Your G-unit shirt: $43. Your Sean John sweatshirt: $75. Your Roc-A-Wear socks: $21. Your nexi: $100. Your bling: $250. Your Gucci du-rag: $25. Your air force ones: $75. Realizing you’re white: priceless.

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Just keeping it ladylike with a little gangsta twist.

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I’m so gangster I carry a squirt gun in one hand and candy cigarettes in the other.

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I’m eighty times more gangster than the gangsterest gangster.

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I don’t need no fuckin quote. My name alone makes bitches choke.

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Dipped in swagga, laced with game.

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Posts Tagged ‘personal’

It seems every time I find myself I end up losing everyone else.

The sexiest thing he could ever wear is the lip gloss off my lips.

I’m like your shoelace; let me loose and I’ll have you trippin.

There ain’t nothing wrong with a girl who loves to go crazy for a hell of a good time.

Always stayin lady like but still actin crazy like.

Everyone has a wild side. I just prefer to make mine very public.

I can stand on one foot. I say that makes me pretty gangster.

She’ll flip on ya. Call her Miss Sidekick.

Ballin – (lat) adj. the act of being fly

Your Shady hat: $30. Your Ecko jeans: $65. Your G-unit shirt: $43. Your Sean John sweatshirt: $75. Your Roc-A-Wear socks: $21. Your nexi: $100. Your bling: $250. Your Gucci du-rag: $25. Your air force ones: $75. Realizing you’re white: priceless.

Just keeping it ladylike with a little gangsta twist.

I’m so gangster I carry a squirt gun in one hand and candy cigarettes in the other.

I’m eighty times more gangster than the gangsterest gangster.

I don’t need no fuckin quote. My name alone makes bitches choke.

Dipped in swagga, laced with game.

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